Inside outside which side you don't know

Ministry rocks. That is all.

Except it's not all. Thanks to my father, I now have a meadery kit. (Everyone say "Thanks, Amanda's dad.") A whole new vista of catwaxing is laid before me. So one of these Wiscons there will have to be a valkyrie mead party.

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My ears are still ringing. Ahh, senescence. I'm currently weighing the merits of going back to bed vs. staying on the couch and playing freecell my eyes fall out vs. shower/yoga/pants/coffee/actual work. Freecell requires the least movement, so it may win.